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Yahoo, my 3 year old son is going into surgery! Think Health insurance. I am joyous! This story may be personal but.....
Some say Angels are made in heaven, I think they are created by themselves here.
What wonderful news on the health insurance front.
My wife is a medical coder, well at least certified. I have an insurance license; well at least I kept it current for awhile. However our current Health Insurance ends on the first of March. The surgery is at 730 am the morning before. We were on standby and getting the slot is a miracle.
I was raised into a home with a Nurse Practitioner mom, later chairman of the board for a hospital, and a Dad who had PhDs, and an MD. My brother is a certified Wilderness EMT instructor. There is more but let that suffice.
My little 3 year old needs an operation to make him more perfect. It is not routine and it will require general anesthesia, so it is serious business.
Life is full of trials, suffering is optional.
Perhaps that sounds cold hearted to those that suffer. It is not meant to be. It is meant as encouragement.
I am joyous because we have health insurance. I am joyous because my boy is not in pain. I am joyous because my wife’s and my faith is strong. I am joyous that I am here for them both. I am joyous that his general health is awesome. I am joyous of the extra time I will spend with him.
Hey little buddy you cannot always hide from trouble.
Life is a bowl of Cherries and everyday has a pit.
That is why I have budding cherry trees in my backyard.
We do not choose all of the circumstances of our lives. We cannot prevent harm from coming to our loved ones. But we can produce the outcome that we want. Because what we want should be happiness and joy and love. Life’s road bumps cannot take that from us. And in order to have those important parts of our lives we must give them away.
I have a much older son, when he was young he had terrible medical issues for a child that kept him wheelchair bound. He looked into my eyes and said “Dad, it made us both stronger, thank God”. Perhaps he is right and all was so I would be ready for this latest round and so many in between.
I will enlist the help of his oldest sister. Super Sis.
I do not know a life without Love.
I have miserably not had things in my life. But I have never lacked abundance of love. So I have never known misery. Nor shall I ever.
Awe shucks I will not sleep for a couple of nights, I will walk the floors and wring my hands and talk too much and too fast and have a quick pulse and sweaty palms. My knees will ache from praying and I shall bargain mightily to my Lord. But the whole time I will smile & see myself and laugh, for I have no doubts or reservations in the power of Love.
I do confess to doubts about "Holy Bible Concepts".
Look honey child, there are over 200 copyrighted "Holy Bibles" just in English and I know that Vietnamese and Spanish are different also with a few hundred. Latin Vulgate I studied and studied and even there are several versions. Greek and Hebrew I have relied on some transliteration to study and know there are differences there. German for sure And who even knows for Mandarin and Szechuan. (which Google cannot even get)
So I have some doubts about the "Holy Bible" as I read KJV and Roman Catholic versions.
But I have no doubts when it comes to Love and in all the above I have read and understood. Jesus saying God is Love.
So worry about my son dissipates and creates new avenues of love if I let it. And what is cool is that he does. Extra attention, extra hugs and kisses, Mommy, Daddy big Sis and Godmother and honorary Grandma and cousins all him extra special. So a surgery becomes a love fest. And every danged one of us is better for it.
That is so cool and cool and (a new word today) neato cazito.
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This and the last section are basically updates to an older article.
TV. Yuk. I cut mine off. There are no commercials in my home. End of story. I like my internet ones as most are real good. Though except maybe for Poo Poo Pouri (and that is probably wrong) I do not know a product and neither does my wife or son.
But we do alternatives and majorly limit it per day. About max of a half hour. But not TV. preprogrammed stuff from services and the net. It is kind of hard to do but worth the effort I think.
My boy is doing just fine and working the surgery parts just dandy with much play and exercise.
Aren't I just the cutest?.
So I am no great example.
I just got so much love. It is not right to compare me with others. I am and always will be a loving fool. Worry comes easy but escapes me quicker than Mexican hot sauce through a tourist.
You see love just overwhelms me. So that bad stuff hits me and I falter, but never to a degree of despair. My son is just an example of how love works through me, is not if me but meets my burdens. What do you have to loose. Love? Well here is the deal on that love always comes back more than is given.
Imagine a man on a deathbed just sending out hate. What will he receive in return? Now imagine the same soul sending out love. What will he return?
How full out dumb to send out anything more than love ---- especially with children.
I do not worry about children half as much as adults. Children normally get love. Grumpy old 60 year olds do not.
Now boil that down to you. Grumpy or loving? Your choice.